Black Syren

Ok I just heard from my step sister and Brennan was in Houston this weekend and has a mouthful of stitches. Not sure the story behind them but bless his heart..stitches! YUCK!!! I do have an address for cards and such now if anyone else would like to send Broadside Brennan a card. Kristy says that he might feel up to checking the Pub today or tomorrow to check out all those wishing him well!!! *Big Hugs Brennan!!!* As for the avatar..Thanks Bess I have no clue where it come from! *Thanks for sending it to me..I love Tridents!!!* And a snake is much diffrent than the scales of a mermaid...Mermaids are pretty and snakes are...creepy! Though Im sure Brennan may not agree with me lol

She did not figure any would accept her offering and none did, at least at that moment. All the men seemed to defer to a man short in stature and yet he seemed to draw one’s eyes. He was blonde and heavily framed with muscle, like a stout English oak, his eyes were of the deepest of browns with a hint of amber, piercing like the eyes of a raptor. His nose was a trifle overlong and his mouth held a cruel edge, hard and unyielding was her first thought and yet it changed as she surreptitiously gained further insight into the mans character. Superlative. That was the word she would use to describe him as he moved among the men, quietly speaking with them then moving to another. She shot a look from her lashes to Alan who gave a slight nod that he too was watching and wary of anything that may yet occur, Manus following suit. She had no idea the passage of time but she knew it was hot and the air was stale here in the small prison she helped guard. She could feel the sweat run along her skin in rivulets, her shirt sticking to her back. Argus still watching had decided to sprawl at her feet and to ease the ache in her lower back she leaned against the door. Alan and Manus had been having a discussion of what fare was better and this included breads and puddings then began a heated debate over drinks. She shook her head at them but could not prevent a slight curl of her lips in amusement. Her attention was then drawn back to the prisoners when the man she had so carefully watched came forwards. Not that he gave her any notice for he spoke directly to Alan and Manus. It was clear she was beneath his regard as he asked to speak to the Captain. Manus shook his head then deferred to Alan causing the one she now knew as Matthew Harding to shift. “The Captain is still busy with the ship, however I am sure Mister Warren would speak with you.” Her voice was husky and drew all eyes where she leaned against the door. But not his, he merely stiffened and angrily asked if women spoke for them. Alan stiffened as did Manus and Treasure merely sighed. “You asked a question and it was answered. Should you not be content with that?” Again she was ignored though Alan quickly spoke up that if he wished it Mister Warren could indeed be fetched. Mr. Harding told him to have Mr. Warren fetched at once causing Treasure to laugh again drawing eyes her way. “Not much for manners are you? Mr. Warren will come to you when he is able to and not a moment before. This is a working ship Mr. Harding, coming from one yourself I am sure you are well aware of this?” she kept her tones light to take any sting that may be perceived from them and she shifted blue green eyes to Alan and Manus before pushing away from the door and opening it causing Argus to rouse and stretch. “When Mr. Warren is able lad will you tell him that A Mr. Harding from our prisoners wishes a word?” Her tones were muted as was the reply but within moments she had said “There’s a good lad.” Then the door once more was closed and she leaned against it yet again.

I have yet to hear anything further myself. I did send my sister a message on myspace because several have asked about sending a gift so Im trying to find out from her if it will be ok to do so, so just bear with me...and I was a good kid..I really was and snakes?!? I HATE snakes!!!!

Oh good, Thanks for the information Mission...

The only reason I am sending this out is because in my spam folder two days ago I did receive an e-mail that said Osama Bin Laden Hung!!! And I deleted it as I do not open any of my spam unless I know for certain who it's from. anyhow I received this from a friend of mine last night so thought to pass it on... > PLEASE INFORM EVERYONE you know! > > > > > Emails with pictures of Osama Bin-Laden hanged are being sent and the > moment that you open these emails your computer will crash and you will not > be able to fix it! > > > > > > 1.) If you get an e-mail along the lines of 'Osama Bin Laden Captured' or > 'Osama Hanged' , don't open the Attachment!!!! > > > > > > This e-mail is being distributed through countries around the globe , > but!mainly in the US and Israel > > > > > > Be considerate & send this warning to whomever you know. > > > > > > PLEASE FORWARD THIS WARNING AMONG FRIENDS, FAMILY AND CONTACTS: > > > > > > 2.) You should be alert during the next few days: > > > > > > Do not open any message with an attached file called 'Invitation' > regardless of who sent it. > > > > > > It is a virus that opens an Olympic Torch which 'burns' the whole hard > disc C of your computer!!!! > > > > > > This virus will be received from someone who has your e-mail ad dress in > his/her contact list ,that is why you should send this E-mail to all your > contacts. > > > > > > It is better to receive this message 25 times than to receive the virus > and open it > > > > > > If you receive e-mail called 'invitation', even though sent by a friend. > Do not open it!!! Shut down your computer immediately!!!! > > > > > > This is the worst virus announced by CNN, it has been classified by > Microsoft as the most destructive virus ever. > > > > > > This virus was discovered by McAfee yesterday, and there is no repair > yet for this kind of virus... > > > > > > This virus simply destroys the Zero Sector of the Hard Disc, where=2 0ther > vital information is kept. > > > > > > SEND THIS E-MAIL TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW!!!!!! > > Please forward to all core and interim seekers

Now that would truly be fun..

*Grins* She is quite a doll..Daddy will have his hands full so it's good yer a pirate! As for being Loud..Well all Lasses have to be heard and belligerent? Perhaps you have that confused with she has you wrapped about her wee finger lol!

I NEVER thought of those stupid handbooks and I have signed one every year for my wee one.

Hey....his avatar has MY Trident!

How Stupid! It sounds like this principal may have had Beeker issues as a child and the Meep word only recalls his insecurities. My opinion of course..but really of all the things to threaten suspension with...

Very nice and indeed very tall and the little one is so cute! Welcome to the Pub!

The scoop is..I was very quiet. I loved school, came home cleaned house then stayed in my room where my drafting table, books and TV was. I shared a room with Brennan's mom who is also my sister. When we were grounded for doing something bad then everyone had to stay home but me. Since I liked to hide in my room I had to go out and do things. And yes that is true...Im a very tame person.

*Sharpens her Trident while smiling sweetly at Badger*

still looking into that armband..dangit it is calling my name!!!!! As for Etsy..lots of hits but so far no one has bought anything but we are up to our necks in comissions. Four purses, Two diaper bags and two wall hangings as well as some other stuff. So I guess I cannot complain. Currently trying to get another few bags/purses up on Etsy as well as our christmas line. just finished my peppermint candy christmas tree skirt which is all hand painted canvas. Working on the stockings to match it as well. A Pirate Gingerbread Man treeskirt, hand painted canvas with matching christmas stockings and hand painted gingerbread ornaments with candycane peglegs! And some traditional stuff as well. Even if none of the Etsy stuff sells Im still having fun painting and being creative!

This happened 45 minutes north of me at Fort Hood.... Here is the story- http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/33678801/ns/us_news-crime_and_courts/?GT1=43001 Just very sad.

It comes and goes..it is not consistent.

I keep getting this message found - connection failure Oops! This link appears to be broken.Suggestions: View cached copy of page from Google Reload this page later Search on Google: Google Toolbar Help - Why am I seeing this page? ©2009 Google - Google Home And then when I can get in it moves reallllly slow. I had to call William to make sure it was not just me. Is anyone else having issues?

How did I ever miss this..Stunning.....I need to talk to Matt about my Trident...

Well Brennan it does indeed seem you have earned a Pirate name...Broadside Brennan! Ye are a Pirate now lad and since ye are under my wing you shall be my cabin boy, at least till you are well enough to be a Powder Monkey and assist with loading the cannons. As for the others wanting stories about your Aunt Syren pay them no heed..I was a perfect angel.

Very lovely..I do need a pair just not ready for them at the moment...

The ship continued to rock to and fro seeming more rough now than before and so she spread her feet to keep her balance and felt Argus sit upon her foot. She was tired and she could tell that Alan and Manus were as well, but it was the men they were holding that stirred compassion in her breast. They were a small bedraggled lot, streaked with blood and grime and yet their eyes still held a boldness, a pride. She watched as a sandy haired man rubbed at his stomach and looked to Alan and Manus before moving back enough to catch a passing lads attention. “Bring leftovers and a bucket of water will ye lad.” She asked tiredly not even bothering to try and remember the lads name. It did not matter in that moment for he was soon gone and later returning carrying a bucket of slop and a half full bucket of water. She gestured for him to place the buckets nearby then waved him off and watched him flee the room as if the devil whispered in his ear. “If you are hungry or thirsty you may have what is left in these twin buckets. If not ..” She shrugged and braced her feet once more, Argus once more sitting upon her foot.

*Big Hugs* Sorry to hear you are not feelin well and I hope we are cheering you up and make you laugh. And pay then no heed about wanting stories bout your Aunt Syren cause there are really no stories to tell. *grins* And if the nurses are mean just tell them you know a LOT of pirates! I love you Brennan!